Actor, he climbed out of the crematorium

"court death!"

The moment Pei Yingsheng's fist landed on the corner of Song Qingyuan's mouth, Song Qingyuan took a few steps back after being hit by him, worried that he didn't touch the porridge in his hand.

He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was rare, "Okay, now you can finally go to the legal program as you wish."

Xiao Ling's eyes fell on the call interface on his mobile phone, "You, you actually called the police!"

"You think I've played house?"

Song Qingyuan brushed past Pei Yingsheng expressionlessly, as if thinking of something again, "Oh, by the way, Xiaoyu should be very distressed when she sees the wound on the corner of my mouth."

"To be honest, his uncle is really serious."

Turned into the garage.

Pei Yingsheng's face was extremely gloomy, and his heart skipped a beat when he was stimulated by Song Qingyuan's words. He took the car keys from Xiao Ling. No one had ever dared to provoke him again and again. He just wanted to drive him to death now. .

Xiao Ling didn't dare to let him do it, and hurried into the car, "Brother! Calm down! At least we can't kill him now, we won't know where Xiao Yu is if we kill him!"

...

The rain was getting heavier, and before Song Qingyuan arrived, Jiang Anyu was waiting for him at the gate of the orphanage with an umbrella and a cat bag in front of him.

He looked around at the passing vehicles. Seeing Song Qingyuan's car parked at the door, the young man's eyes couldn't help but light up a little. He hurried back, took out another umbrella, and handed it to him.

Not far away, the wipers of a Bentley kept swinging, and everything that happened here became clearer in the rain.

Pei Yingsheng stared closely at Jiang Anyu's bright eyes, and the anger in his heart burned up little by little.

A betrayed anger spread from the tip of his heart to his limbs. On the way he came just now, he should have killed Song Qingyuan.

In this way, no one will see Jiang Anyu's lovely eyes.

Seeing Song Qingyuan open the umbrella, Jiang An took out a towel from his pocket, wiped it on his clothes as if making a sample, and handed the towel to him.

"Xiao Yu, are you afraid that my clothes will get wet?" Song Qingyuan raised his head, and Jiang Anyu saw the wound on the corner of his mouth clearly.

The whole person froze in place, and his heart sank little by little.

Jiang Anyu pointed to the blood red at the corner of his mouth, babbling for a long time, unable to speak, so he gestured to him. He put his palms behind his ears and his fists at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes slowly turned red.

Song Qingyuan couldn't understand it, but Pei Yingsheng did.

When Jiang Anyu was a child, he couldn't speak, and whenever he gestured to Pei Yingsheng, he would put his palm behind his ear, this is the sound, the sound of Pei Yingsheng.

[Pei Yingsheng, did I hit you? 】

[Don't fight with him, he is very bad. 】

Pei Yingsheng's heart sank, he couldn't believe that such sign language was really drawn by Jiang Anyu.It was obvious that the heater was turned on in the car, but Pei Yingsheng felt that the car was colder than the outside, very cold.

The deerskin vinyl gloves rubbed tightly, making a 'rustling' sound. He has always been assertive, and he is rarely so helpless.

Why did A Yu want to speak for outsiders?

How can he say he is bad.

Pei Yingsheng took a deep breath, and an unbearable sense of suffocation transpired.

Others are bad.

Obviously Jiang Anyu didn't speak, but he seemed to really hear Jiang Anyu's voice: He is very, very bad.

Pei Yingsheng didn't know what went wrong, so he translated Jiang Anyu's sign language back and forth, feeling like he was dreaming.

Song Qingyuan didn't reply to his words, but just took out the scarf from the car and wanted to put it on for Jiang Anyu.

However, Jiang Anyu was always a bit shorter than him, and when he was about to bend down, Jiang Anyu suddenly stood on tiptoe, so that he didn't have to bend down.

He always does his best not to trouble others.

Song Qingyuan was so cute by his little gesture, rubbed his head, simply closed the umbrella he had opened, took the umbrella from Jiang Anyu's hand, and the two walked to the corridor with each other.

A small table had already been opened there, and the dumb boy sat there obediently, waiting for the two of them to come over.

Jiang Anyu first wiped Song Qingyuan's rain-soaked stool and put it inside, then took out the medicine box from the dean's room, put it on the table, and sat obediently beside the mute boy, peeled off a small Orange, pass it to him.

"For me?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Jiang Anyu nodded, squeezed the mute boy's hand, handed him one, and said in a low voice, "Sweet."

Because of lying, the red ears are particularly attractive.

In fact, he didn't know whether it was sweet or not, but the dean only gave him two oranges, and he hid one for Song Qingyuan, and gave the other to the dumb boy.

Only the former Pei Yingsheng had seen such an embarrassing expression.

The picture was so harmonious, so harmonious that Pei Yingsheng doubted again and again, is the young man who is so well-behaved in front of others really his?

The moment the car door was slammed shut, Xiao Ling realized that Pei Yingsheng got out of the car.

The well-behaved dumb boy looked at the man with a gloomy expression walking towards here not far away, and unconsciously clenched the corner of Jiang Anyu's clothes.

Jiang Anyu, who sensed something was wrong, looked in his direction, and when he saw who that person was, he was taken aback for a moment, and the one who reacted faster than his head was a subconscious move, and he rushed forward recklessly. into the rain.

The dumb boy babbled and yelled behind him, holding an umbrella and wanted to send it to him, but was stopped by Song Qingyuan.

"My brother has his own things to do."

Seeing the young man running towards him, Pei Yingsheng's anger finally dissipated.However, the smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't had time to spread, and as soon as he yelled 'A Yu', he watched the young man lock the gate of the orphanage with his own hands.

After being stunned for a moment, Pei Ying smiled wryly, because he was afraid that he would come in.

The young man in front of him was too wary, but Pei Yingsheng only looked at what he wanted to see.

The young man was wearing thin clothes. He didn’t know where to buy cheap shirts and jeans. Around his neck was the colorful carp scarf that Song Qingyuan had just put on him. From the gap in the scarf, he could vaguely see the bruises and the thin collarbone. .

In the past, Pei Yingsheng would have had to say a few words about him and how he was dressed, but now that he saw someone seriously, he only felt good-looking and felt distressed.

He raised him in fine clothes and fine food, when he was used to wearing such clothes, even an orange would be secretly hidden and shared.

Pei Yingsheng's eyes burned, and he suddenly remembered that day when he saw a child on the surveillance camera hurting the back of his head, a fine and continuous pain appeared in the tip of his heart, and the pain that he had originally blamed and had nowhere to vent was all taken by him. Swallow it down your throat.

He originally wanted to send flowers to A Yu, but on the way here, he grabbed the flowers in a mess.

"A Yu," Pei Yingsheng stretched out a hand from the gap in the iron railing, "Let my uncle take a look, does the wound on the head still hurt?"

Pei Yingsheng's voice is too familiar, he can always stir up his emotions most easily.

It used to be unbearable joy, but now the original excitement and throbbing are completely gone, only guard and hatred are left.

Thinking of his senior brother who was still lying on the bed, Jiang Anyu couldn't help but twitch his nose, stepped back a few steps, and looked at him like a little wolf cub.

"Hair has grown," Pei Yingsheng finally saw the person he had been looking for for almost two months, and the longing in his heart was like a landscape that opened a gate to release the flood, and it was out of control. Even through the iron gate, he still wanted to hug Ah Yu, "I lost weight too."

"Don't look at Uncle like that," Pei Yingsheng finally couldn't ignore his gaze, and was really distressed by him, trembling with aching heart, so he waved to him, with a low voice, "Come here, let Uncle hug me." A hug, okay?"

"Talk to uncle, okay?"

Endless longing and expectation submerged in just two words.

Looking at the young man's pale face in the rain, the rain seeped through the water inside his shirt and flowed down his waistline.

Pei Yingsheng finally withdrew his hand embarrassingly, not daring to make trouble with him anymore, and slowly said to him, "You stand under the eaves and talk to my uncle, okay?"

Jiang Anyu still stood where he was, staring at him, but his vision became more and more blurred.

He couldn't help thinking, it's all like this, why did Pei Yingsheng come back to look for him.

Maybe it's because I can't find anyone.

How much effort would it take to raise another like him, perhaps not as obedient as he is, not as beautiful as him, not as dumb as he is, not as happy as he is.

Jiang Anyu looked at him, his eyes were red with grievances, but he couldn't speak.

He is dumb.

But senior brother is uncertain because of him, and Uncle Song is injured because of him. If he never leaves Pei Yingsheng, who will become the next senior brother?

After holding back for a long time, he finally said the words that he had thought about countless times.

"Pei Yingsheng!"

"You, why, are you so bad!"

Hearing the hoarse voice of the young man in front of him who was extremely hateful, and his eyes fell on his tightly clenched red palms, Pei Yingsheng's heart also gave a 'click', and his heart went cold.

He didn't call Uncle, he said: Pei Yingsheng, why are you so bad.

He is no longer A Yu's uncle.

He called him Pei Yingsheng.

"Uncle is not bad." Pei Yingsheng resisted the pain in his heart, and still spoke to him in a soft voice, but it was not difficult to hear the panic, "Uncle saved your friend, Cui Shu, you Got it, right?"

"Qin Mo's business was not done by my uncle." Pei Yingsheng looked at Jiang Anyu who had red eyes in front of him, wishing he could crush him and put it in his heart.

He suddenly regretted it deeply, why did he angrily tell Jiang Anyu that day that he hit him.

He shouldn't have used Qin Mo to test Jiang Anyu's bottom line.

【Then why did you transfer Qin Mo away! 】

【If you hadn't transferred the senior brother away, he might not have had a car accident that day! 】

[I was also at fault, I shouldn't have gone with you, I won't go with you, why did senior brother do this! 】

[A Yu has no senior brother!Ah Yu has no senior brother! 】

[I don't have any senior brother! 】

Jiang Anyu was in a hurry and couldn't speak. Pei Yingsheng looked at him while doing sign language, while choking up and babbling, unable to speak, the crying tears and rain mixed together, the kind of eyes that wished to kill him, Pei Yingsheng suddenly became afraid.

'What do you have that is worthy of being liked by others? '

"Ah Yu, good boy," Pei Yingsheng felt even more distressed when he saw him shaking his shoulders and crying, leaning on the railing and squatting down, huddling himself into a ball, and burying himself in his knees crying, "It's my uncle's fault." , Uncle is wrong."

He reached out his hand through the railing, trying to rub the young man's hair, but was suddenly grabbed by the young man.

The bite mark is deep enough to show the bone, what a shame.

Pei Yingsheng snorted, the rain mixed with blood flowed down the white gauze on his right wrist, but Jiang Anyu still didn't let go.

Pei Yingsheng's eyes fell on the thin and tender nape of his neck, even there was a bruise covering the entire back.

With such a large wound, even if it moved, it would still cause pain. How could Ah Yu not know the pain?

"Uncle, it doesn't hurt." Pei Yingsheng had never seen Jiang Anyu who was covered in bruises. He let him bite his right hand, as if it didn't hurt, and gently ran his left hand along his hair.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he could really not exist without looking at the wounds on Jiang Anyu's body.

However, when I closed my eyes, what flashed through my mind was still those bruises, and my heart still hurt.

"Well, hate..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Anyu suddenly silenced, he didn't know who to hate.

Obviously he was the one who wanted to follow Pei Yingsheng back then.

The hoarse voice was majestic mixed with rain, Pei Yingsheng paused with his left hand, wishing he could not hear these words.

It's time to hate him.

Which one of the scars all over the body is not because of him?

"A Yu talking nonsense," Pei Yingsheng could only deny him softly, barely daring to touch the wound on the back of his neck, patted him on the back like he was coaxing him to sleep when he was a child, and muttered, "Uncle pays you a senior brother ,OK?"

"Uncle will pay you a senior brother."

However, the person in the arms did not respond for a long time.

With a heavy palm, Pei Yingsheng panicked and saw the person fall into his palm, "Ah Yu!"

Xiao Ling rushed over behind him, he had never seen Pei Yingsheng in such a mess.

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